Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant Chapter 124

  Chapter 124 Chapter 133 Journey to Water City

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  The next morning, after paying a deposit of 50,000 US dollars, Joanna accompanied him into the main venue of the auction. Because there are many models in the joint auction, not only the cars, but also the engines of some racing cars, the estimated price is actually more expensive than the sports car, Joanna can't understand the madness of the car fans.

  After being seated, there were many people present, but they were all talking in low voices. On the stage is a huge projection screen, which is connected to the road outside. After the auction officially starts, there will be bidding sports cars coming in from outside—the bidders will never want to see the car being driven in by someone hitting the gas pedal.

   In front of it is the auction of some classic cars. The prices vary from high to low. An Feng is not very interested, unless it is a legendary model. He wants to buy a sports car that can be collected, or taken out for a drive, to show off and make car fans climax. Buy it back and keep it open? An Feng didn't have a fever to that extent.

Waiting in the chat, and the record of competing with Joanna in mobile games... The boredom is finally over, a fiery red ENZO is pushed in by the staff, and the surrounding bidders raised their heads and focused their eyes on it , it seems that the purpose is quite unified.

  Listen to the auctioneer's endless praise and introduction. The car is in good condition and has only traveled more than 1,000 kilometers so far. For a sports car, it is equivalent to never driving it. Well maintained, no accidents, even the instruction manual and spare keys that come with the car are built in.

   This shows that the car is worth a lot.

  The estimated transaction price is about 1.05-1.3 million euros. Everyone slowly increased the price. An Feng stayed on the sidelines. Anyway, no one can beat him. When the bidding price stabilized at 1.2 million euros, he began to raise the price, and he went forward without fear of any opponent's strength.

   Several bidders saw An Feng's sharpness, and abdicated to a local tycoon from a mysterious country. In the end, it was sold with an estimated value of 1.3 million euros, or about 1.76 million US dollars.

   Less than 2 million. For him who is now receiving more than 2 billion salary every year, it is not a big deal. It is not even enough for his own helicopter.

   The Ferrari 599GTO will be auctioned immediately after, and he is still waiting to see. Its estimated price is 500,000-800,000 Euros, which is also not expensive for An Feng. He doesn't care about rational investment, just like car fans will buy what they like no matter the cost. Others can't beat him.

   In the end, it was auctioned by him for 800,000 Euros, about $108.

  Then the F50 was pushed up, and everyone unconsciously looked at the confident An Feng with a bad feeling.

   At the beginning, An Feng watched them raise the price calmly, and the collectors also watched him cautiously to see if he would make any moves.

  From 800,000 Euros to 900,000 Euros, An Feng did not make any move. Just when they thought there would be no more accidents, An Feng raised his card.

   "910,000 Euros! Mr. No. 155 offered 910,000 Euros!"

  When he started raising his placards and raised the price with arrogance, the eyes of other collectors were helpless. Why did a local tyrant appear!

  Who let him in!

  The car fans are about to cry, today he snatched all the three heavyweights of the Ferrari legend!

  Finally, An Feng finished the car with a price of 950,000 Euros, and was then invited to the VIP reception room to deal with the payment problem, and also met a supervisor of RM by the way.

His name is Brian, an American, and he often travels to Europe and the United States to preside over various luxury car auctions. For bidders like An Feng who are not short of money, it is very worthwhile to make friends with, and bidders also like them, because they have They will know in advance of any information, heavyweight auction items.

  Bryan said: "Mr. An, are you planning to transport all three collections back to the United States?"

  An Feng nodded: "Of course, I live in the United States."

  Brian asked: "Are you going to ship by sea or by air? We can provide you with a full and thoughtful one-stop service, and the charges are very reasonable."

  An Feng is most afraid of trouble. He said this and immediately agreed: "The speed of air transportation should be faster. You can do it on your behalf, which will save me a lot of trouble!"

  Brian smiled: "It's okay sir, that's the essence of what we do for our customers."

   They exchanged business cards, and Brian said that the next Pebble Beach Auto Show in California would bring more surprise collections, which whetted An Feng's appetite.

  The tax on vehicle sales between European and American countries is not high. How about in Europe, it is almost the same when you return to the United States. This can be seen from the vehicle market. If it is in China, the ENZO that Anfeng bought for 1.76 million US dollars will cost at least three times the cost to get it on the domestic roads.

   After completing all the procedures, An Feng gave Joanna the time: "I've finished buying my toys, and it's time to buy toys for you."

   They left Rome and flew to Venice, the famous water city.

Taking a plane is not a good choice. Italy does not have such a developed aviation system as the United States. The conditions of the local airlines are so-so. The planes are old and they like to be late. If you are not in a hurry, taking the high-speed train is the most comfortable and convenient . Italy has a well-developed high-speed rail system.

   It took less than an hour to fly, but it took more than an hour to waste in various forms. After walking out of the airport, the pick-up car had not yet arrived.

   "It's late again." An Feng sighed, leaning on the pillar and stroking Joanna's hair. Only the girl can make him have the patience to wear it down.

  Joanna poked him with her finger: "You must have enough tolerance and patience when dealing with Italians."

An Feng nodded: "I know, Italians are notoriously lazy. It's not uncommon to be ten minutes late for a date, and Spain is no different. I heard that Latin people have to lay their guns. Thieves, liars and hooligans are almost They are synonymous—sorry for being too much, you don't have friends from these countries, do you?”

  She said with a smile: "No, they regard this as a 'free attitude to life'. They will not let work dominate themselves, but let themselves control life."

"I heard that Italians go to work like this: get up at eight or nine o'clock, slow down on the way to work, first go to the coffee shop for a cup of coffee, and occasionally meet friends, chat, talk about life and ideals, and then go to ten. They went to work slowly at one o'clock, and thought about leaving work before four o'clock. That's fine, they also participated in the parade, strongly demanding that the government force companies to raise wages.”

  Joanna smiled: "You admire this kind of life, right?"

  An Feng nodded: "Of course—I mean, it would be fine if I was the only one like this. If everyone was like this, I would go crazy too."

  The driver who was ten minutes late finally drove the car slowly, explaining the reason is very common: traffic jam. As a result, on the way to Venice, although there were many cars on the road, the speed could be maintained at least 50 kilometers... An Feng finally knew that he had met his opponent.

  Abandoning these historical genetic factors, other aspects are still good. Venice, as early as when An Feng was in elementary school, there was a text on "Venice on the Water" with black and white illustrations. In his impression, Venice was a magical city submerged in sea water and shuttled between buildings by rowing boats.

After driving across the bridge, the car stopped after driving for a certain distance. You can already see the waterways passing through the houses and wooden bridges. Occasionally, there are ferries passing under the bridges. Tourists sit on the boats and enjoy the scenery. The surrounding scenery, while An Feng and Joanna are sitting on a... yacht.

  An Feng doesn't want to take a yacht, but this is the hotel's pick-up boat and he can't choose.

   All the way through the "street and water alley" to the San Marco district. This area is a wealthy and prosperous area, and they stayed in the most distinctive and luxurious palace hotel. It is said that it used to be a palace for a lady, facing the Grand Canal. There are very few hotel rooms, so you can only book in advance, but it is very worthwhile.

  There is a spacious room filled with antique furniture, shiny plated tableware, exquisite crystal wine glasses, and soft handmade carpets. The pure classical style is everywhere, which makes guests feel honored. Put down your luggage, sit on the European-style sofa, cross your legs, and wait for the servant to pour you wine...

  When the sun was not so strong that afternoon, the two tasted wine and snacks in the open-air restaurant outside the hotel, staring at the passing ferry boat together in a daze, and chatting about life like the tourists around them. After nightfall, it is even more beautiful to see the lights flickering on the water.

  Joanna planned to stay for two days. On the second day, they could still immerse themselves in the beauty of this water city. An Feng specially hired a ferry—Gondola. This kind of black coffin, which is completely dark and walks quietly on the water, is definitely a major local feature.

  An Feng chose a boat for two lovers. They sat hugging each other on the fiery red seats, and the boatman slowly supported the boat and wandered in the long water alley.

  Gondola is the most unmissable romantic trip in Venice.

An Feng put his arms around Joanna, and she leaned her head on his shoulders. The boat drifted aimlessly, crossing bridges full of stories, listening to the melancholy voices of the boatman and the boat musician, one after another of Italian folk songs, enjoying Looking at the magnificent or vicissitudes of buildings along the way.

This slow-paced charm is indescribable, and with the one you love, you will forget about the troubles and enjoy the beautiful scenery quietly. You don't need excessive rhetoric, just hold your hands, and your heart will be with you. heart to communicate. Time was greatly slowed down, and finally they looked at each other tenderly and kissed affectionately. With the blessings of the boatman and the musicians in dry English, they walked through the whole journey with laughter and warmth.

   In terms of language, An Feng has to praise the Italians. Although he doesn't speak much English, he at least worked hard. Later, when he went to France, he gave bad reviews to the French who think that French is the most beautiful language in the world. It's too arrogant, before you want to communicate, if you don't speak French with him, he won't give you a favour.

But this is something to say later, that night they ate local specialties at the restaurant along the river: risotto with tomato sauce. Naturally, there was also a seafood feast, such as sardines, clams and crabs, etc. Seafood must be served with a glass White wine... The trip to the romantic water city was changed to three days.

Afterwards, I hurried to Milan in the north. The fashion capital is famous, but unfortunately there is not much time. According to the itinerary, An Feng will arrive in Zurich, Switzerland on time, so I can only give up the plan of visiting Milan. Anyway, the shopping feast can be made up in France. After the decision is made Proceed to Milan Central Station.

As an important part of the European railway hub, Milan has the largest railway station in Europe equipped with Eurostar high-speed trains with a maximum speed of 300 kilometers per hour. Starting from Milan, climb all the way up, pass through the Alps, rush To that peaceful country: Switzerland.

  (end of this chapter)

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